David Ley’s review published on Letterboxd:
Contemplative and gorgeous, Paris, Texas is a masterwork of pacing. The film opens large with a looming question, but does an amazing job of conveying that there is always more to our stories than trying to rush to answers. Here, patience is exalted as something perhaps even more than a virtue; in the hands of Wim Wenders it becomes a reward unto itself.
There is a scene early in the film where a choice is made over mode of transport. A long, slow drive through the desert wins over a non-stop flight and this tells us almost everything we need to know about the journey ahead.
Certainly not hurried, nor overly hesitant, the balance that this film strikes feels more like real life than almost any other film that I can think of.
More than anything though, this is a film about time and distance. It's about the distances that can ceaselessly grow in our relationships. It's about the time and deliberate care that it takes to close those distances.
A genius representation of execution married to theme.